September 2014 Newsletter
You want to know that summer has come to an end when sleeping in until eight; eh this seems almost as elusive as riding out of your bedroom window on a unicorn with wings!
I really don't get the ads on "Back-to-School".
In twenty-five different ways they are saying that MOM will now have more time for herself. One slogan even read, "Back to School, back to Me" Oh boy! Yes, right!
I think these ads must have been written by men, and unmarried men at that! Back to school is when Mom gets more time for herself; this is again is as mythical as that glorious ride in the sky on that magical unicorn.
I am a grandma and even I know that as you say goodbye to the lazy carefree days of summer and Mom shoos the kids off to school, that her life is going to fill up with homework, after school activities, mom-school-obligations, PTA committee meetings and on and on, not to mention the twenty-five hundred birthday parties she has to cook for, buy for and plan for.
The 9-to-3 new schedule just adds more balls to the juggling act of our busy, wonderful Moms!
Time for "herself" - now wasn't that before that first little bundle of joy? I've been there, done that, got the T-shirt! You can't tell me kids are not work! Hard work even when they go back to school. But what makes it all worthwhile is that kids are also so cuddly, so loving and oh so incredibly CUTE!
How do kids see going back to school?
If as a Mom you crave time for you alone, there is still hope. Life moves along and one day you will no longer be that frazzled, functional, fabulous MOM! You will have become the fabulous Grandma and Grandma has lots of time for herself.
Because I am a writer I used to get so mad at my kids when they wouldn't go down for a nap because that was supposed to be my writing time. Well now that I am a grandma I am catching up, and this week I am putting the final touches on my second novel. Stay tuned. More next month!
Talking of grandparents, September 7th is Grandparent's Day.
I want take you back in time to tell you a story about my grandmother. She had lived with us for some months in a little village in South Africa that was not too far from the wild game park. My father was a school principal and it was a great place to be raised and also a good place for her to visit. In any event, Grandmother (definitely not Nana or Ouma) was old school, and prim and proper. She left us to go back to the city where she had lived before. She was so shy and reticent - the truth was I was never quite sure if she really loved me.
She decided she wanted to go back home to Pretoria, for it was Jacaranda time. I have never in all my travels seen Jacaranda trees as beautiful as in Pretoria, a town where they even boast a Jacaranda float and a Jacaranda Queen. I went to school in Pretoria and I loved those colorful trees. Pretoria is a city about 100 miles away from where we were living and where she had raised my Mom. It was her home town.
Not long after she had left we heard that she had passed and we went to Pretoria to attend the funeral. Two weeks later, after we returned home, I found a parcel waiting for me. I was but a child and I never got gifts in the routine, certainly not in the mail, so this was special. There was this lovely box, and it was just for me!
The box held two beautiful scarves, colorful, silky, just the right thing for an eleven year old!
She was a grand lady. She reached out and shared a gift, with a thoughtfulness that went even past the grave.
Do something special with you grandparents next week. You never know how long they will be there with you.
Quote for the Month
"Yesterday brought the beginning, tomorrow brings
the end, and somewhere in the middle we became the best of
Until next month!
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